We pass on the street…. Our eyes both meet… We both smile and nod. Think to myself…what a nice bod. Our paths seem to cross around the same time each day. Afraid to approach her…what will I say? I think about her often and the times when we meet. Just too afraid to speak to her…as we pass on the street. Butterflies She gives me butterflies. Butterflies… Her eyes…her smile…have me mesmerized… Why am I waiting…. Thinking about her keeps me energized. Butterflies. She gives me butterflies. Then out of the blue…she was no longer there. Was this because of me…my greatest fear. Why did I wait so long…just to make my move. Was it my insecurities within that she might just disapprove. That was the last time I ever saw her. Thoughts of her now…just a blur. Wonder what could have been.. As I sit alone at the bar…sipping on my glass of gin. Butterflies She gave me butterflies. Butterflies… Her eyes…her smile…had me mesmerized… What was I waiting for… Thinking about her kept me energized. Butterflies. She gave me butterflies. We passed on the street…. Our eyes both met… We both smiled and nodded. Now think to myself…it all ended before it even started. [Outro, breakdown] [End]
